The Providence Problem

The antiques remember everything. They just can't tell you when.

Six weeks after a killer was led out of her shop, Adelaide Wrent has exactly the quiet she wanted: a working antique store, a town that has gone back to minding its own business, and a brand-new Victorian desk that reorganizes her filing while she sleeps.

Then the desk lays a sixty-year-old index card across her morning receipts. Then a visiting historian is found dead in the Kettlebrook archive - at 9:40 at night, at the foot ...